Davy’s On The Road Again






Life had been going nowhere, which it will if not led. Work brought rewards, but then more work on top, the only respite, the every night monotony of the pub. Davy wondered how he hadn’t noticed the insidious dull routine invade, until it possessed him.
He pulled a large coat and a rucksack from his car before locking it and posting the keys to his company with a note.
The ferry’s loading doors gaped a welcome as he made his way round to the foot passenger entrance. He didn’t know where he was going except this time, it wasn’t nowhere.

Written for Friday Fictioneers – a 100 words story based on a photo prompt. Hosted by Rochelle. Read the other entries here.